Sorry for the grammatical errors and for t being so long
No lie, you were horny, but everyone was busy.
You sat on the sofa with Jackson. You would’ve started massaging him but the lap desk was in the way.
Mark was in the bedroom, taking a nap. He had been asleep for about a hour or so and if you didn’t think it would be petty if you would’ve already started to wake him up for attention.
You would’ve gone to the foot of the bed and slowly crawled up under the covers. His legs would be open and you’d start to lightly kiss up to his awaiting wood.
You blink yourself out of the fantasy and take a moment to exhale. You lean to the side and let your head fall onto Jackson’s shoulder and then push your arm between his and his body. Jackson lifts his arm to give yours room and then tilts his head to kiss the top of yours before going back to the music.
“Do you need a break?” You ask, your fingers starting to dance over his arm.
“I’ve needed one for a while.” Jackson groans as he closes the laptop.
You bite your lip for not disturbing him sooner.
“Do you wanna go tease the shit out of Mark and then leave before he wakes up?” You say your question blindly. Your tone flat, your eyes wide.
“Yes.” He says as if it was the most normal question in the world. Like you had asked him if he had showered today.
You bite your lip and stand. Jackson cracked his knuckles in a stretch as you both walked down the hall. You giggled a bit but cleared your throat to prepare yourself.
You would have to be quiet. If Mark woke up it would lead to…well you didn’t really know. But you knew you weren’t ready for it.
Jackson reaches for the door and slowly turns the nob.
“After you.” He whispers as he lays his arm out and bends his head to gesture you into the room respectively.
You curtsy to him with a smile and skip into the room. You approach the bed where Mark is sleeping on his side facing away from you. You walk down to the foot of the bed and look over at Jackson who is still trying to quietly close the door.
Maybe he wasn’t ready for whatever Mark would do either.
You turn to admire the sleeping Mark. He looked so beautiful. A hand came to your shoulder and you look back at Jackson.
“Get the pad remote.” Jackson whispers.
You had forgotten about the bed pad. It allowed one to change the temperature of the pad. It had been cold recently so Mark had bought one.
You carefully pulled open the drawer and picked up the white and blue remote. Handing it, oh so carefully to Jackson was the hard part. He held his hand out over Mark’s sleeping form so the entire time you were passing it to him you thought of it falling and waking Mark up.
Jackson vigorously tapped the up arrow and you ducked down at the sound. It may not have been any louder than your whispers but it sure felt like it was.
Within seconds Mark was groaning and throwing off the covers. They landed on your head and you huff as you pull them off and rise to look at Jackson. He spread his hands out over Mark who had rolled onto his back during his fit and you silently applauded while he bowed dramatically with a nod of his head.
Jackson gestures for you to touch first.
You look over Mark’s body as if he were part of a buffet and you didn’t know what to choose. His stomach looked nice but you knew you could spend hours teasing his inner thighs.
You remember that Mark’s legs are sensitive and settle for his tummy. You carefully run your fingers over his abs while you looked at his face to gauge the reaction. When you realize there was none you pulled your hair over your shoulder and lowered your head to kiss his skin.
You loved the sound your lips made against his skin but you had to kiss him subtly as to not disturb him in his deep slumber.
You slowly bring in a part of Mark’s stomach. Sucking softly as your hand does little slow circles on his lower stomach. You look up at Jackson, he had his lip in between his teeth and a tent already in his pants.
He never got used to you kissing another man in front of him. It always had this affect on him.
Jackson moves to the other side of the bed. Mark’s head was closer to that side. You watched him as you sucked slightly harder on his tummy. Jackson lowered his head over Mark’s neck and gave him a sweet kiss.
You hold in your moan and close your eyes as you listen to Jackson kiss him again and again. You remove your lips from Mark’s stomach and bring your bottom lip into your mouth.
Your legs push together as you watch Jackson explore Mark’s neck. His hand resting over his throat and you suddenly wish you had chosen his neck.
Mark was by far the most dominant person in the relationship, so when it came to this type of touch. Let’s just say it didn’t come often and it sure as hell never came easy.
The last time you got to leave a mark on his neck, he was pulling your hair while telling Jackson to finger you harder. Also, you were still convinced that the only reason he agreed was because you guys were back stage and he didn’t want you being too loud.
You look down at your mark on his stomach and search for a place to leave another.
Mark was already hard. Really hard and you wanted so badly to take off his shorts and suck him until he woke up screaming your name. Yet, you couldn’t. You lower your head to just above his sacrum and began sucking on the soft flesh.
Mark’s skin tasted good, really good. Smooth and slightly sweet. He was soft and smelled like soap. It was delightful.
Your hand rounded the top of his tent and he groaned in his sleep. Both you and Jackson looked at each other immediately. It didn’t sound like a sleepy groan, this was louder and stronger.
After a moment of reasonable hysteria Jackson returns to his neck. You could already see four of Jackson’s marks, so you bend down and start sucking your third.
This time you chose the most perfect spot beside his navel. You sucked lightly but steadily. You were in the zone. Mark hummed absently and the sound hit your core directly.
You hear footsteps as Jackson comes down the length of the bed. You open your eyes and watch him play with the fabric of Mark’s boxers. Your lips part from his stomach in awe as Jackson finds a way to free Mark’s hard cock.
Jackson pets Mark from his base to his tip and he twitches against Jackson’s fingers. You shift on your knees as you look from Mark to Jackson. He wraps his fingers around Mark and pushes his head towards you. Jackson licks his lips as you come off your knees to suck Mark’s tip.
He was covered in pre-cum but you quickly swallow it down and carefully swirl your tongue around his girth. Your wet muscle finding his slit and dipping into it softly.
“Shit.” Mark groans softly through his sleep.
You giggle once over him and feel a hand in your hair. You whine around Mark, thinking its him but then hear Jackson shushing you.
“If you stop now he’ll wake up.” He whispers to the top of your head.
“Just keep going, baby.” He orders.
Jackson’s voice was low and rough. His face came down from the top of your head and he kissed above your ears before kissing a little lower.
“Slowly.” He drew out the word as he hummed and found your neck.
He was in a hickey mood and you were completely okay with it. Jackson starts to suck your neck as you roll your tongue around Mark’s tip. Jackson’s hand runs up Mark’s length as you suck on his tip and Mark groans again.
Even though Jackson’s plan was to wean mark off of the feeling of you sucking him, you couldn’t help but to bob a bit more of him into your mouth.
Jackson’s other hand runs down your back and on the way up your shirt rises. The cool air felt nice but also sent a shiver through you.
“Let’s get outta here.” Jackson’s offer sounded like an order but you nodded around Mark nonetheless.
You softly pop Mark out of your mouth and kiss the little marks you had made on his stomach before turning and meeting Jackson at the door.
Once the door was closed Jackson looked at you. You leaned back against the wall, the coolness feeling so nice.
“When he groaned you cursed,…” You said not being able to complete your sentence.
It honestly did so much to you. It turned you on, it hit your core, it made your chest tight. Your fingers even shook from his sound.
“Yeah. I would too.” Jackson said as he came closer.
“No one can last a second of your mouth without cursing.” Jackson’s lips came to yours before you could think of his complement.
You smile against his lips and wrap your arms around his neck. Jackson’s tongue flicks into your mouth and you anticipate the intense power of it when you hear the door click open followed by Mark’s voice.
“Both of you. Bed. Now.” His voice was so rough that Jackson’s tongue retreated back into his own mouth.
You bite your lip and enter the room first. You climb into the bed and Jackson comes around to the other side to lay beside of you.
“Did you honestly think I wouldn’t wake up?” Mark asked, his voice deliciously rough with frustration.
You bite your smile.
You had teased him to this point. Jackson and you had done this, you guys had turned this side of him on. That made his demeanor so much more sexy.
Mark grabbed your ankles and pulled you down the bed a bit, causing you to gasp at the sudden action. He then looked at Jackson
“Strip.” He ordered him and Jackson threw his legs over the side of the bed to stand. His shirt already being pulled off before he was all the way up.
Mark looked to you. The next task at his fingertips as he unbuttoned and grabbed both, your pants and panties before pulling them all the way off harshly.
You bite your lip again as you look from Mark to Jackson who was now taking his briefs off. MArk grabbed your wrist and pulled you up to remove your shirt, but he left your bra.
“On the chair, Jackson.” Mark orders as he pulls up the strap of your bra that had fallen.
You watched as Jackson sat on the chair. It faces you on the bed. Mark stood and walked over to you. He crawled into bed behind you and wraps his legs around yours.
“Come here, baby girl.” He said as he pulled you close to him.
His hard cock pushing flat against your back and his stomach. You think of your marks on him and look down to hide your smile. Jackson groans as Mark’s arms wrap around you.
“Touch yourself and she has to start again.” Mark declares.
You had no idea what he meant until his strong fingers pushed into you.
You immediately throw your head back against his shoulder and moan. Your face contorting with pleasure as he starts pumping you. Mark uses his legs to pin yours open. You try to pull against them but he was much too stronger than you.
Mark’s fingers were firm in their quick, harsh movements. You heard yourself getting louder as you squirmed against his grip. Your hands grabbed for the arms around you as you quickly climbed to your orgasm.
You open your eyes and look over at Jackson . His jaw was set and his hands were gripping the arms of the chair tightly. Not unlike the way you were holding Mark. You moan as Jackson makes eye contact with you and then he brings in his bottom lip. His knuckles turning whiter.
“Mark.” You mewl.
Your back trying to arch but Mark’s strength was too much. You could only squirm. His fingers curl as he moves his thumb to your clit. Your body was discovering a new level of pleasure and you were sure you’d crash from it soon.
“Mark. I’m close.” You moan as you try your best to push your hips against his quickly curling fingers.
“No.” He groans against your shoulder.
“If you cum, Jackson’s gonna stay in that chair for the rest of the night.”
His threats were sexy. How did he do that? Make threats sound so hot.
You push your head back against him again and hold onto his arms. His lips came to your shoulders and then to your neck. You feel him twitch on your back and focus on not coming.
Jackson groaned and you looked down at him. He wasn’t touching himself but he was having a hard time. You followed his eyes and moaned loudly yourself.
You hadn’t realized how deep Mark’s fingers were inside of you. They were almost all the way to his base knuckle. The image of them pushing inside of you or twisting and his thumb roughly petting your clit was too much for you.
You closed your eyes but told yourself not to cum. Mark’s other arm moved and pushed aside one of your bras cups. His fingers grabbed the flesh with greed and he, as well as Jackson , groaned.
“Mark!” You cry as you pull on his arms but they go no where.
You turn your head and his eyes find your lips. You bring your hand to his hair as you push his head against your lips. His fingers inside of you stalling for a moment before he curls them again. You moan into his mouth and take his tongue to suck on.
“Please.” You whisper against his lips.
“Mark, I’m..” You cut your plea with a loud moan as he pushes in another finger. The new addition doing so much to your already weak body.
“Oh God, Mark!” You throw back your head and moan.
“Please.” You beg out of breath as his fingers start to still.
Mark brings his legs in from around you and stands. You fall onto your side with exhaustion. Your body was ringing and the ghost of Mark’s long restless fingers could be enough for you to cum if you thought too hard about them so you had to push the thought away.
Mark’s hand came to your back and pulled you down and over the width of the bed so Jackson could still see you guys. Mark’s hands slowly slide down your body as you look at the upside down Jackson by arching your back and resting on your head.
You pant as Mark pulls open your legs and then pins them by your thighs to the bed. You look down at him as he nods his head up at you.
“Hands up, baby girl.” He orders and you do so without hesitation.
Mark looks over at Jackson and you bend your neck to see him too.
“Don’t move, baby boy.” Mark says and Jackson reddens with a bite of his lip.
You look down from Jackson’s cock to Mark’s. He had made more precum from where you had sucked the previous layer all off. His head finds your entrance and you arch up.
Mark holds your thighs down as he thrusts in so harshly that you loudly cry out.
He pulls out and releases one of your thighs to line his tip up again before holding your thigh and ramming back in.
“Fuck!” You cry.
Usually Mark would not stand for your cursing but he knew what it would do to Jackson so he let it slide to thrust into you again.
“Mark.” You cry as you try to twist your body but his hands hold your legs.
Your hands twist to find the sheets as he continues this quick hard slam to your g spot. He pulls away waits for a moment before ramming in again.
You moan over and over and again. You hear Jackson’s groans and Mark’s grunts as he picks up the pace.
“Oh!” You cry.
“What do you say, baby?” Mark growls.
“Thank you.” Your body loved what Mark was doing to you and he knew it as well.
“Mark.” You praise his name and he groans at your sound.
You moaned loudly with every new deep hit. Be it a praise or curse or either of their names. With each one was something different. A twist in your stomach told you, you would cum soon so you looked at Mark as he groans at the picture in front of him.
“Do you want to come for me, Princess?” He offers and your back bends at the thought.
“Yes. Yes, please. Mark.” You whine your words in with your moan and he nods at you. Allowing you to cum
And you did. You cum hard around him as your body shakes vigorously and you pull the sheets into your fists. Your teeth gritting together as your entire body tightens
Relaxation. Your body begins to settle in with the bed as Mark curses and pulls out of you. His hand barely touching his cock before he sprays himself over your stomach and all the way up to your chest.
You hum through your smile as you become one with the sheets. Your body floating on the beautiful white clouds that felt of fabric and were sown with satisfaction.
Mark brings his fingers back to your core and runs them through your wetness as you flinch and continue your pants.
He walks over to Jackson. You could feel his sexual denial from where you lay on the bed. Even through your bliss. His frustration cut through your high like a bullet through air.
Mark held out his fingers for Jackson. Just in front of his lips and Jackson jumped at his hand like a wild dog.
His lips wrapping around Mark’s fingers and he groaned as Mark praised him.
“There’s my boy.” He said as he brought up his other hand to pet Jackson’s head.
Your chest was rising too quickly but you couldn’t help to think that this image was adding to it.
Mark grabbed Jackson’s chin and pulled his face to look at him. Jackson was still holding Mark’s fingers between his teeth.
“You want her?” Mark said with a nod that Jackson quickly picked up as his own.
Mark removed his fingers as he turned to you.
“Go clean her up.” Mark ordered the eager man.
Jackson stood so quickly that Mark had to catch the chair from falling. He brought up the fingers that had been inside of you and Jackson to his lips and licked the tips of his finger like they were a lollipop.
Jackson pulled your legs until you were mostly off of the bed as he kneeled down to the floor. His lips coming to your tummy and kissing Mark’s white line.
You watched as he kisses the hot fluid off of you and you bring your hand to his hair to play with the strains as your body becomes hungry for him.
Mark groans as he watches Jackson clean you of himself and you moan at the scene.
You look down and watch Jackson kiss up another section of Mark with your lip between your teeth. Your waist had started to rock against his chest softly but Jackson’s firm hands held you down.
“Jackson ,” Mark purrs and Jackson leaves your chest to look at Mark.
There was a small smear of Mark on the side of Jackson’s mouth and you and Mark both groan at it.
“Where are your manners?” Mark asked with a small tilt of his head toward you.
Jackson looked down at you and brought one of his hands up from holding your waist and ran two of his fingers through a stream of Mark before offering it to your lips.
You part your mouth and he slides his fingers in. Jackson lowers his head to continue cleaning you as you suck Mark off of Jackson’s fingers.
Mark tasted good. He always tasted good when he first woke up. His first load was always one you and Jackson would fight over and now you were sharing him. You suck harshly and Jackson groans at your eagerness.
“Y/N.” Mark worded, his tone sounding like a warning.
You eyes widen as you look over at him. Where were your manners?
“Thank you.” You coke around Jackson’s fingers and they both moan deeply. Jackson just under your breasts and Mark into the room.
Their sounds caused your hips to push up against Jackson and with one of his hands occupied you were able to rock against his bare chest.
Jackson growls as he shifts over you and places his hand against the width of your pelvis. His hand covered most of the area, and he pushed you down into the bed as he licked up the last bit of Mark.
You whine as he pushes you into the bed and Mark bites his lip at the show. Jackson looks up at him. He had completed his punishment and task, he now awaited his reward.
“Y/A, off the bed. Jackson, lay down.” Mark’s line of orders were quickly carried out by the both of you.
You stood and walked over to Mark, who immediately put his arm around you and Jackson laid down the middle of the bed.
“Move your body a bit, so your head is closer to that side.” Mark said and Jackson followed. His red hot dick stood like a flag pole. You lick your lips at the sight.
Mark held both of your shoulders and brought his head to the side of your face.
“Is that how I was laying, Princess?” He questioned into your ear.
You blush but nod your head. Mark nods his and pulls you to the bed. You settle in the same position you were in when Jackson and you had teased Mark earlier. You look up to see Mark move to the top of the bed where Jackson’s head is.
“Now, don’t move Jackson .” Mark demands.
Mark places his hand over Jackson ’s throat and then kisses his nose. Jackson groans as he bites his lip and his dick twitches in front of your nose. Mark nods to you and you start kissing Jackson’s stomach. Just as you had Mark. You even tried to suck your marks onto the same spots.
“How long were you awake?” Jackson asked, his voice deep and scratchy.
“Since you turned up the heat pad.” Mark said as he started kissing down Jackson’s neck.
“Why,” Jackson breaks his question with a moan that has you hiding your own sound in his tummy.
“Why didn’t you move?” Jackson asks as you move to the next spot on Jackson’s tummy.
“Y/N.” Mark calls and you break from Jackson’s stomach to look up at him with wide eyes.
He flicks his head up and you know it’s time to suck off Jackson . You smile and then move a bit lower so you can reach his cock. You pet him once like he did Mark and then you pull his head toward your mouth.
Jackson’s hands move into fists as he groans so beautifully that you suck harder on his tip to reward him. Jackson’s back picks up with another deep sound and you moan around him as you adjust to his waving hips.
“Fuck.” Jackson groans.
You hear Mark settle on the bed and he brings his hand to the base of Jackson’s cock to pet him.
“You wanna know why I didn’t move?” Mark says as he uses his other hand to push your head down on more on Jackson , causing him to groan loudly.
Jackson’s hips pick up just a little and you take more of him.
“Would you move if it meant this stopping?” He questioned Jackson with furrowed eyebrows.
“No.” Jackson said weakly.
You could hear how he was trying to stay still. You could hear the amount of pleasure he felt. He didn’t want it to end, he needed it to continue.
“It feels good doesn’t, Jackson ?” Mark asks.
You wanted to pull up to watch his face but instead you focused on giving him the best blow job possible. You hollow your cheeks and bob on him steadily. Your tongue was wondering his dick and when ever Mark’s hands weren’t in the way you took him to the back of your throat as many times as you can.
“Yes, Hyung.” Jackson says.
You feel Mark’s fingers softly pinch on Jackson’s hard flesh and they both groan at the feeling.
“How good?” Mark questions.
Mark pushes his hand up Jackson’s length so you focus on his tip. Licking and getting your tongue in every little place possible.
“So.. Fucking good.” Jackson was on the verge on screaming.
You could tell how tense his body was. You kiss his tip before licking it and humming as you slowly take him all the way to the back of your throat, even letting him slide in.
“Y/N. Fuck.” Jackson hisses and you giggle on his heat as he groans some more.
“Please.” Jackson gasps and your body tingles at his word.
“What was that?” Mark asks with a tilt of his head.
“Please. I can’t. She’s..” Jackson closed his eyes in concentration as his grip on the sheets got tighter.
“She’s too good.” Mark said as he releases Jackson’s cock and you dived on him with the freedom.
They were talking about you. Jackson had said how much he liked your mouth but this was the beast of all complements. You felt honored so you bobbed on him even faster.
Jackson growls at your movements.
“Hyung. Please. I need her.” He begged and then panted as he looked into Mark’s eyes and you licked up to his tip again and started playing with his sticky stick.
Mark nodded and laid into the bed to watch as Jackson snapped.
Jackson grabbed the back of your head in his hand and pushed you down onto him. It wasn’t violent but you feel his impatience.
“A little faster, baby. Play times over.” Jackson breathed.
You sucked on Jackson as hard as you could as you bobbed with turbo speed. Jackson throws his body back into the bed with a curse as you move.
“Goddamnit!” He yelled and then followed his sound with a hiss.
You feel as tears start to pool in your eyes but you quickly blink them out so you can focus. You hold Jackson by his sides and shift in the bed for a better angle on his dick.
You find a perfect spot that lets you take him into your throat beautifully and now you focus on speed. You didn’t want to go too quickly but you wanted him to have the speed he wanted.
Mark kneels on the bed to hold your hair out of your face as Jackson writhes with pleasure beneath your tongue. You liked the irony in that.
“Ah, fuck!” Jackson cursed as his hand hit the sheets hard.
“That’s my girl.” Mark praised as his held your hair in his fist and with his other, rubbed your back.
Another round of tears come past your eyes as you suck harder on Jackson .
“Y/N. Oh Y/N, ohh.” Jackson arches back and you feel him twitch in your mouth, his movement causing you to whine.
“Just like that.” Mark praised as you continue.
Jackson groaned deeply and loudly.
“He’s gonna cum now, Y/N.” Mark warned and you hum around Jackson to speed up his pleasure.
“Oh. Fuck, Y/N!” Jackson spills into your fast moving mouth with a line of beautiful curses and your name on his lips. You swallow as much of him as you can and come up for air as you wipe your eyes.
Mark pulls your face towards him by your chin and brings his lips to the corner of your mouth. He groans as he licks up some of Jackson that you had missed. Mark then kisses your lips. His tongue wandering around your mouth gently before ending the kiss with a quick one on your lips.
Mark lays down beside of the very sweaty and panting Jackson . You bite your lip. Both of their necks were marked and both of their tummies had your marks on them. Mark tapped the bed in between him and Jackson .
“Lay down, Princess.” He ordered and you lay between the two boys.
Jackson ’s hand comes to your stomach and he rubs it softly.
“You did so fucking well, baby.” He says and you smile at his warn voice.
Mark hummed as he pulled you back to snuggle against him.
“I’m so proud of you.” He says as he kisses your shoulder.
“Thank you.” You say and they both bite their lips.
“Now.” Mark says and you turn so you can see him.
“Both of you get outta her so I can get my beauty sleep.”
You and Jackson look at each other and sigh.
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